ybn cordae - west coast (freestyle) lyrics
[intro]
p. soul on the track
yeah
yeah, eah, eah
[?]
[verse]
uh, i’ve been angry for no reason
winters a cold season
my life the grid, difficulty is below freezin’
wavin’ high in the stands got my nose bleedin’
fast forward to the fans at my show screamin’
let me tell you first how i started in this rap sh-t
got the bag, made it flip and tumble like gymnastics
just a typical black kid
my start was disastrous
but it is how you finish, i replenish, no distractions
’cause i, be that n-gg-
always chase the figures
i was just trynna get bigger, sippin’ on liquor, you get a picture
nah, i don’t f-ck with these rappers, huh
better go pray to your pastors, huh
send my lil’ n-gg-s to blast ya’
.223 have you watching me like kappa
now i’m movin’ from my past life, my brother got stabbed twice
that sh-t was a bad night
but he didn’t came back, right
all my day one homies either jailed or in prison
all alone, in the zone, in this h-ll that them livin’
mama always yellin’ at me
’cause i’m failing to listen
but my third eye opened twenty [?] the vision
but now i see the light, i need a nice
puerto rican wife
girl, i’ll treat you right
she feed me good
cook me beans and rice
baby girl, i need some protein, but this will be suffice
i don’t really f-ck with codeine, i smoke my weed and fly
now i be higher, get my desires
i do not f-ck with these n-gg-s, they liars
the bullets gone hit your tires, touch your body like mariah, k
carry me, i’m very g
shoot like larry b
kickin’ sh-t like adam vinatieri
makin’ every three
cook it like curry, we never worry
i flip them packs in a hurry, huh
take a trip out to missouri, f-ck with squad and you get buried
now, as you see, flat as me, surrounded with drip
how you workin’ backwards from a pound to a zip
all these n-gg-s actors, fake rounds in the clip
but i ain’t even worry ’bout it, they was clowns from the rip, from the start
soon enough
everything
comes apart
from the light
to the dark
they don’t fight me
they just spark
my dogs bite
they don’t bark
n-gg-, you hang with chihuahua’s
my gang wearin’ prada
lil’ n-gg- ain’t nada
n-gg-
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